Jack Martin muttered something, leaning against the side of the beauty in the red dress and whispering.
"It's true to his words, gentle and elegant. If it weren't for his NC-17 plasma movie monster appearance, I really wouldn't have found any reason to film with him on the street - what the Huanglong Daxian said is absolutely true,
If we start a fight on the Mayflower, even though this broken ship has been modernized, Mr. Vincent's punches and kicks are neither light nor heavy. If we knock out a few holes, we can't swim to Shambhala, right?"
David Victor did not immediately reply.
On the contrary, Huanglong Immortal breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression of the little clay figurine became friendly and cute, with a strange and charming meaning: "What this ghost immortal said is absolutely true. He is indeed a ruthless person who practices evil methods and finds a new way to fight for his life with God."
Man - he understands the difficulties of us practitioners."
"Latiya?" Wen Bucai turned around and asked.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Mrs. Wang also began to cry and mourn——
"——Since these adults want the civilian women to die...then...then I might as well end it on my own! Even if I die, I don't want to fall into the hands of this monster!"
"That's great!" Immortal Huanglong clapped his hands and smiled and said: "Queen of the People Ya'an, it's not me, Immortal Huanglong who wants you to die today, it's God who wants you to die!~ If you accept your destiny according to heaven, you will naturally have blessings in the next life, so...
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Before she finished speaking, Ms. Wang became determined and bumped into the bookshelf. A fiery red tail wrapped around her torso. Then she saw the devil's heart-shaped tail piercing her heart. She immediately
He became delirious and lost his mind.
Her eyes were dull and stiff, she gave up the idea of seeking suicide, and became lively and enthusiastic again.
"Son of a bitch!"
Mrs. Wang cursed at Huanglong Immortal.
"My family has never stopped paying tribute to you! Every spring and autumn, you have two hundred households with three animals and three birds, and you have to arrange a lot of beautiful girls, and marry a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old Huanghua girl to your temple.
You wipe the Dharmakaya and wash the pottery statues! Help you wipe the candlesticks and incense cups! After I married into the Liu family, not even my ancestors enjoyed this blessing!"
"You want to fucking kill my whole family?! You are so brave! When I get back to Chabon, I will take off my pants and poop on your body! Then ask my husband to burn his two unsatisfactory brothers.
Put the ashes in your mouth!"
No matter how fierce the spirit power is, without the support of the body, it will be frightened and avoid a living person with strong blood and anger.
At this time, Huanglong's spiritual body was far away from his real body. He was scolded by the shrew. The little clay figurine was not as proud as before and slowly withered away. He just felt incredible - where did this admiral's wife come from?
Courage? Why is it that he is like a fierce ghost, his front legs are still looking for death, but his back legs immediately have the will to live.
He saw clearly the strange "tail" on Wang's body, and after using his brain a little, he immediately understood the mystery.
"It seems that this fairy..."
Immortal Huanglong changed his face and threatened David Victor in a low voice.
"Do you have the power to manipulate people's hearts? It's no wonder that the souls of the men on the Mayflower were all seduced by you."
"I want to emphasize, I want to correct." David Victor raised two fingers and made a scissor hand gesture towards the enemy: "There are two points that I must make clear to you -"
"——First, my charm is not only effective for men."
"——Second, this charm has nothing to do with my soul power. Ugly people like you won't understand it."
Jack Martin whispered to Wen Bucai: "I always feel that the teacher is scolding me..."
Wen Bucai responded in a low voice: "Relax, this woman's mouth has produced several crazy battle axes more than two hundred years ago. He never cares about the feelings of his brothers. He usually leads his opponents and teammates to scold him.
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Huanglong Daxian also wants to say something special——
——David Victor then started to output aggressively and with all his strength.
If Xueming's mouth is as cruel as his hands, then half of his skills are personally taught by Teacher Victor.
"If the dog at home is restless, it is just a disobedient dog. A vicious dog like you who eats the meat bones sent by the owner and thinks the bones are not fragrant enough and wants to bite back will have no choice but to be beaten to death with a stick.
, there was no chance to even send it to the butcher shop - no one would dare to eat it if it was thrown into the pot and boiled."
"Do you dare?" Victor held his head high, hugged Mrs. Wang's waist, and asked Wen Bucai.
Without waiting for Wenbu to answer, Victor immediately continued.
"Anyway, I don't dare. Even if I take a sip of the soup, I feel sick! Because you beast is so smelly! Just smelling it makes me feel unclean!"
"Ugly thing! You look like an injustice, one of the greatest injustices of all time!"
"It's hard for me to imagine what kind of creatures your parents are to give birth to a scumbag like you. Putting the word "human" on you is an insult to human beings. Just because you can speak a few human words, you
Do you think you are a human? Do you still want to become an immortal?"
Huanglong Immortal initially wanted to pretend to be calm and gentle, and continue to maintain the character of the immortal.
Later, Latiya scolded him more and more harshly, and every word she cursed hit him where it hurt.
"No way? You're not really convinced by me, are you?"
Teacher Victor is still outputting.
"According to Mrs. Wang Ya'an, you want a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl to clean your pottery statues? Clean the prosthetics in the temple for you? It's hard for me to imagine what kind of deformed freak he is and how perverted his heart is?
That's why you hide in the dark and spy on all this. I'm afraid you don't even have the courage to face women, nor the self-esteem and confidence to show your true self - you are a coward."
"Nonsense!" Huanglong Immortal roared: "Nonsense! You are talking nonsense! Witch! Shut up!"
"The mouth is on me." David Victor responded sternly: "My attitude has been made clear and clear. You can't go past me and hurt this woman - this family has shown kindness to you and hopes that you will repay it.
But you use them as flesh and blood puppets and treat human life as nothing. What kind of god are you? You are just a monster that everyone can kill!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Disrupt my Taoist heart! You deserve to die!" Huanglong Daxian was panting and seemed to be in a state of confusion. This all-out psychic attack made him not very firm.
Will, and the already unstable mental state is even worse - you must know that Judas's method of cultivating the Wings of Light has always been to teach without discrimination. In this era of scarce talents, this high priest will never hold the "evil small and evil" attitude.
When doing things with the thought of "not for", we hope that every evil ghost can achieve the evil fruit, and that flowers of the flesh and blood of crazy butterflies will bloom everywhere.
Huang Long Daxian is such a person. He was a deformed monster without any upbringing by his parents since he was a child. He was adopted by a temple and made a living by cheating while wearing a cassock. Fortunately, he met Judas and found the secret to seeking immortality. He wanted to borrow the elixir.
He worked hard to build an immortal golden body, and added dragon horns, dragon claws and dragon scales to the golden python-like spirit body to become a real Huanglong Immortal.
Chabon's immortals are not like those described in the secular world. They have no philosophical classics, no cultivation of speaking and understanding, and no famous and upright sayings.
In everything, earthly couples should pay attention to the law of wealth. They should eat healthily, eat richly, and eat just right. In this fertile land, there are demons and demons devouring each other everywhere. If you put on a layer of human skin, you can say that you are an immortal.
A calamitous beast that has not yet acquired human skin but can speak a few human words, has psychic powers and can trick villagers in a village into worshiping boys and girls, that is, the local mountain god.
"Are we really going to fight on the boat?" Jack was still a little worried.
David Victor is determined. Unlike Jack, who is a little guy (based on his real age), Teacher David has always been upright: "Wen, I leave it to you."
"Oh! No!!!" Before Jack Martin could react, he felt a light movement on his waist, and half of a saw knife leaked out from his tattered black trench coat. This protective magic weapon fell into Wen Bucai's hands again.
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"Excuse me, this broken boat can't hold a few shots from me." Wen Bucai held the saw blade and forced it towards the flesh and blood demon statue of Huanglong Immortal.
Soon after that, I saw the clay figure pinching the spell, and his face became fierce. The four-meter-long demon statue suddenly stood up, exposing the spine and sternum, and the two blood-red flesh membranes trembled.
, spitting out scalding hot air all the time—it seems to be preparing to kill the fish and break the net.
For just this moment, I listened to the little clay figurine reciting mantras and formulas that were very convincing.
"Immortal magic! Thousand waterfalls of silver needles and big blowing magic conch! Die!"
Fine bone needles were protruded from the fleshy cavity of this flesh-and-blood demon dragon. Just as Huanglong Immortal described, there were hundreds or even thousands of bone hidden weapons in the form of needles, and they were spit out from the expanded muscle cavity at the same time, as if
Airsoft bullets are the same.
No matter how fast and powerful a drunkard is, it is almost impossible to simultaneously defend against projectiles refracted from up, down, left, and right angles...?
Wen Bucai calmed down and headed towards the exit of the library. Instead of retreating, he moved forward. He casually pulled Jack's evil spirit sand and stone body to protect the left half of his body. A dark shark skin war god had already crawled out of his right shoulder and torso.
——As soon as the drunkard raised his head, it turned into a strong wind, and the black fist brought up cold water vapor, churning in the air.
In just one second, these air gun needles with a muzzle velocity of about 140 meters per second were firmly grasped by the drunkard.
It’s not about guarding or blocking, it’s about holding it directly in your hand!
At first, it was a little difficult for the spirit body to hold the bone needle with its two palms. Perhaps there were too many targets and the flight trajectory was too chaotic. When it raised its head, several shadows were thrown out by the scattered targets, and then
Then he threw all the bone needles back with a speed that was beyond ordinary people's understanding. Although there was not much accuracy at all, the impact on the door frame scared Huanglong Immortal and he fled outside for a few steps.
Later, the god of war showed incredible precision with the same soul power. It saw that Jack Martin's body was hit by an arrow and turned into a large swollen maracas, with many densely packed small air holes emerging from Jack's robe.
explode.
The drunkard immediately opened its arms, and dozens of bone nails were inserted into its heart and lungs. It took a deep breath, and the two dark pectoralis major muscles became swollen together with the embossed mark in the shape of a spade arrow.
, and immediately spit out a strong wind - the storm broke the bookshelves in the collection hall and made the Great Immortal Huanglong turn pale.
It had no intention of stopping. It pulled a long bow from the side of the collection hall, used the bone spikes as arrows, and then started firing continuously.
After letting the arrow pause for a moment, he saw the flying arrow hit the body of the flesh and blood demon, exploding into a fist-sized blood splatter.
Huanglong Daxian wanted to give in and avoid the sharp attack temporarily, but he saw the wall shattered. He fired three arrows in succession, shattering the fragile wooden wall of Mayflower, and came straight towards the clay figure in the mouth of the demon statue, hitting the demon dragon's mouth.
The nose was cracked and bloody.
Wen Bucai's body is still studying the psychic qualities of [Big Bragging Conch]——
——He looked at Jack’s little brother who had turned into a hedgehog (based on his real age).
"It's so magical..."
Pulling out a bone spur, Jack's head immediately turned into a deflated balloon, spraying out fine black mist.
"Uh...Grrrrrrrrrr..." Jack lost his strength. His body was affected by the [Big Bragging Snail]. It was swollen here and deflated there. This psychic quality was extremely efficient in killing Homo sapiens.
It's high, but it has no effect on the spirit body - maybe it's the same as what Victor said.
This Huanglong Immortal has weak spiritual power and can only bully mortals who have no ability to resist and are bound by flesh and blood.
At this moment, Huanglong Daxian's escape route is very clear. He has to go to the bottom of the cabin to find where the keel is, or he can go to the boiler room, the power room, or destroy the structure of the hull!
With a slight touch of the dragon's claws, he inserted his claws between the panels, and saw the extremely strong wind pressure breaking open the pit. He rode the dragon into the next room, while escaping from the pursuit of the fierce incarnation behind him.
——In the eyes of Immortal Huanglong, external incarnations such as drunkards are incredible existences.
Although I didn't intuitively feel this guy's special abilities, the strength and speed of Drunkard were beyond his cognitive scope. A soul of this level could smash his demon statue with just a pair of iron fists!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Find a way to escape! Then sink this ship!
I was originally thinking about making Taoist friends! Why did it happen like this in the blink of an eye?
"Since you don't intend to leave me a little thin..." Master Huang Long muttered viciously: "Just repent in this cold sea!"
The door of the boiler room opened a hole, and just as the little clay figurine was about to get in, he saw Wen Bucai and Jiu Kuang standing in front of the door.
"I remembered!"
This black stone man found something useful from the trash heap of his brain——
——A little memory about the keel structure of the Mayflower's hull.
Perhaps he had also been on this boat many years ago, but had almost forgotten about it.
At this juncture, he dug out the partition between the cabins, took a shortcut from top to bottom, and arrived in front of Huanglong Immortal.
"Ho!~" The little clay figurine gasped, but its ferocity remained undiminished. This external incarnation was thrown away at will, but it was just a fate that faced death. If it could bring some injuries to the powerful enemy in front of him, then
Naturally, it is the best experience.
In the narrow boiler room, Immortal Huang Long targeted the three boatmen on the night shift and the two modernized ship engines - this guy was not stupid, he was just bad.
Puss and blood spurt out from the body of the demon dragon, and the essence of the two Liu brothers and six servants must be used up! The full power of [Big Blowing Conch] must be unleashed at once!
In an instant, the colorful silver light and the soaring blood flames merged into one place. Wen Bucai had no room for retreat. Behind him were the Mayflower's powertrain and a few trembling innocents who didn't know what was happening.
This indifferent black stone man has to use his body as a shield to block the monster from the door and cannot retreat. The bone spikes shot out by the big bragging conch are very fast and can change the projection route according to the owner's wishes. It is very difficult.
A powerful long-range attack method.
A dense mass of thorns shot out from the mouth of the pit. They were filled with sticky and smelly blood, and were tightly entangled with strands of silk thread. They were like spider webs catching a swarm of flying bees flying low. The bones were cut by the grid, and slowly...
He slowed down slowly and finally fell to the ground, becoming a puddle of flesh in front of Wen Bucai.
The incarnation of Huang Long Daxian completely disintegrated.
Wen Bucai looked up and saw a pale-faced Jiang Xueming lying on the ceiling of the boiler room. On the other floor of the cabin, Fang Xiang Huanmeng had no hair on his body and turned into a hairless cat - it seemed that all the spiritual threads
All the hair is used to weave this web.
Jiang Xueming still didn't understand what happened.
"I just remembered..."
"On the sea of Pompeii, it's best not to use your spirit body, as it will attract monsters... I just feel..."
Xueming felt like he had done something wrong.
"Um, brother Wen Bucai, this thing is not a sea monster, right?"
Wen Bucai was so refreshed by the psychic skill of weaving cat hair nets that he exclaimed loudly.